1 Jesus, I come to Thee, longing for rest;
Fold Thou Thy weary child safe to Thy breast.
Rocked on a stormy sea, oh, be not far from me,
Lord, let me cling to Thee, only to Thee.
2 Jesus, I come to Thee, hear Thou my cry;
Save, or I perish, Lord, save or I die. [Refrain]
3 Now let the rolling waves bend to Thy will,
Say to the troubled deep, peace, peace be still. [Refrain]
4 Swiftly the parting clouds fade from my sight;
Yonder Thy bow appears, lovely and bright. [Refrain]
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #10885
|Instances (1 - 1 of 1)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|The Cyber Hymnal #10885||Jesus, I Come To Thee||Jesus, I come to Thee, longing for rest||HOUNSLOW||Fanny Crosby||10.10.12.10||<cite>Pure Gold for the Sunday School</cite> by Robert Lowry and W. Howard Donne (New York: Biglow & Main, 1871)|